|
Upstairs.
i'm looking out.
with waterfalls.
takes me out.
outside.
a simple tree.
in copper bells.
lifts me up.
i can feel the sky slipping through your fingers tonight.
i can hear the thoughts as we try to figure out what it all means.
what does it mean.
maybe the world is falling down.
because lately i don't care about anything else.
and this could be the last time that i say goodnight to you.
but i can't bring myself to fall asleep. explode.
let go.
regrets fade.
embrace with a soft strength.
i don't want to see you come around here anymore.
goodnight anyway.
|
